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Sitting by the Roadside on a summer’s day, |
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chatting with my messmates passing time away, |
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Lying in the shadow underneath the trees, |
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Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas! |
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Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! |
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Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas! |
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Just before the battle the General hears a row, |
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He says the Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now, |
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He turns around in wonder, and what do you think he sees, |
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The Georgia Militia, eating goober peas! |
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Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! |
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The Georgia Militia, eating goober peas! |
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I think my song has lasted almost long enough, |
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The subject’s interesting, but rhymes are mighty rough, |
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I wish this war was over when free from rags, and fleas, |
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We’d kiss our wives and sweethearts and gobble goober peas! |
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Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! |
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Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas! |
